It really happened---to me this time.

Every time I laugh at somebody else's misadventures, I have to laugh at myself. Yesterday I went to throw my net and catch some LYs at my secret hole at Boggy Point before heading to the pier. The tide was up and they were staying at the very limit of my throwing range, which isn't very far, and I was only able to get a few that were on the small side. About the time I was ready to give up, a good size school slid in toward my danger zone, in water a little too deep to be good for a throw, but, what the heck---

You know what happened. I made a mighty whirl and threw a perfect circle---rare for me---that landed right on the leading edge of the school and the loop slid off my wrist. All the line followed the net perfectly, landing squarely in the center of it as it sank. I just stood there, dumbfounded. My first impulse was to leave my cell and wallet on the bank and wade out to it, then realized that the water was at least five feet deep and I really didn't want to get into that. I was relieved to see that the rope was floating, so my agile brain consulted with The Voices and they told me to go to the car and get my rod and reel and snag the rope---easy, peasy.

At this point, the only good thing about the situation is that nobody had seen me commit my screw-up---it had happened in a flash---and I didn't have to endure people pointing a laughing. I could just picture some little kid yelling, "Daddy, Daddy, why did that funny looking man throw away his net?"

I got a rod and reel with my redfish Krockodile spoon and made my way back to the scene and of course the rope was nowhere to be seen---sunk or washed away. That whole stretch of beach looked the same so I couldn't be sure just where I'd been when I made the unfortunate throw. There was nothing for it but to start casting and dragging. I was relieved when I made contact on my fourth effort and was able to drag the net in. Wonder of wonders, it still had a load of bait in it. The big trouble was that I couldn't have gotten that spoon any more tangled in the net if I'd used a mallet, pliers and a can of whipped cream. After I got the LYs out, I threw the whole mess in the bucket and went fishing---had to cut the hooks off the spoon the next day to get loose. Didn't catch any fish on the LYs, either.

The forecast was so hot today that I stayed inside organizing tackle that I hope to use to catch some fish one of these days. Glad I didn't have to deal with the Sabiki Brigade on the octi. That could be a problem.

Mr. Wire thanks so much for sharing, I got a good chuckle out of your story.....glad you got your net back

Brave man for sharing this misplaced adventure.

Don't feel too foolish. Throw a cast net long enough and this will happen. A good thing to do is to put a half-hitch on your wrist to secure the handline.

Had a buddy do the same at Perdido Pass Sea Wall. He almost jumped in after it, but then realized that rocks, nets and a 4 knot current is not a good swimming situation.

You know haywire, nobody saw you but, now you've shared with the world!
ive done a similar thing off of west pass but unfortunately had a whole congregation watching. Thanks. Good story...

Thanks, Guys. I don't mind sharing most of my misadventures---if i can't laugh at myself, there's something badly wrong with my sense of humor. I was perfect for a while in my distant past, but it was boring and too much work and people started avoiding me, so I gave it up. I think it lasted twenty or thirty minutes.

People still avoid me.

I was wondering if you were gonna say you had a two piece rod and that it came apart on the mighty cast(which has happened to me). Thanks for sharing the misadventure.